Fredo - Flowers and the Snow
Yeah, by the hours, it will go (go)We got loud and we got powder, call it flowers and the snow (snow)
If he ain't the gang, I won't allow him to my show (no)
I just got a new shooter, and I found him in the zones, yeah
My rich bitch won't let me pay all the time
Why she movin' like Nines? Yo, she got way too much pride
I've been hittin' rappers baby mothers way too much times
Yo, they hate how I got money, but won't pay them no mind (nah)
Yo, it's flowers and the snow (snow), or snow and the flowers (flowers)
By the hours it will go (go), it can go in a hour
One time I try and hit a lick, he wanna show me the powder
'Til I took it off my hip, and I showed him the power (yeah)
Nah, I can't hear you 'cause the weed I'm smokin' is louder
Yeah, I'm always in the garden, never growin' a flower
You can catch me in the kitchen, mixin' yola with flower
Yo, it's sweet how we're livin', now the olders are sour
Yeah, we came a long way, from stolen peds
I just took a dons bae, now I'm gettin' stoner head (stoner head)
A hundred thousand for the silver and gold Patek
One of you tired niggas go try it, and you'll go to bed (shh)
You can catch man speedin' in the Beamer (Beamer)
Bro just hit a yute up, he's a demon with the beater (beater)
Now they tryna swap it for the nina with the nina (huh)
When it comes to rappin', no there isn't any realer
I'm PG for life (life)
Yeah, by the hours, it will go (go)
We got loud and we got powder, call it flowers and the snow (snow)
If he ain't the gang, I won't allow him to my show (no)
I just got a new shooter, and I found him in the zones, yeah
My rich bitch won't let me pay all the time
Why she movin' like Nines? Yo, she got way too much pride
I've been hittin' rappers baby mothers way too much times
Yo, they hate how I got money, but won't pay them no mind (nah)
And don't up and think, 'cause I made a couple hits
That I ain't outside with my members and my younger niggs
Every girl suckin' dick, colder than a fuckin' fridge
Put seven-fifty on that raw nine, and touched a brick (brick)
Now if I do a O2 four times, I'll touch a mill (mill)
Yo, I can't lie the way I'm livin' is strange
Forget my knife then I'll be spinnin' the range (spinnin')
I don't care from forty minutes away,
We used to stack change like a bill in a day
Put it in the shoe box, yeah, that's the criminal safe
All my women must just listen to Aitch (Aitch)
They wanna give me a taste, first place and the feelin' is great (great)
Only time that I'm the runner up, is when I send my runner up
My block doors broken, and my buzzer fucked
And if you're from the trenchers, then you know just how I'm comin' up
It's easy for the feds, and the mandem to be runnin' up
My friends alone, my money's up
My chains are out, my gun is tucked
Yeah, by the hours, it will go (go)
We got loud and we got powder, call it flowers and the snow (snow)
If he ain't the gang, I won't allow him to my show (no)
I just got a new shooter, and I found him in the zones, yeah
My rich bitch won't let me pay all the time
Why she movin' like Nines? Yo, she got way too much pride
I've been hittin' rappers baby mothers way too much times
Yo, they hate how I got money, but won't pay them no mind (nah)
Written by:
Marvin Bailey, KP Beatz, S Finesse
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Lyrics © Sentric Music
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